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Man, I
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Man, I was released on May 15, 2026 by holatacake as a part of the album Man, I - Single
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Release DateMay 15, 2026
Labelholatacake
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
holatacake
holatacake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luis García
Luis García
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
2silent
2silent
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Gang, uh, gang, migo, ****, eh.
Man, I hate this bitch. (Gang)
Man, I, man, I, man, I, uh.
[Chorus]
Man, I hate this bitch, wake up in the morning, who is this?
I don’t know that bitch, migo out the mix.
She tell me, why you texting hoes? Why you follow hoes? Get off my dick.
I been chasing money, baby, why tf you worry ’bout them?
These bitches don’t mean shit to me.
You thinking I’ma up and leave after all the shit we been through.
Baby, why you begging me?
I’m tired of all the back-and-forward shit, baby, you can leave.
I swear I don-done so much for you, but you hard to please.
[Verse 1]
I’m thinking why you insecure.
I vent to you, but you don’t care.
I tell you that I’m tired of the toxic shit, but you don’t hear.
Maybe I’ma take a Percocet and just disappear.
These drugs got me feeling better, baby, when I’m out of here.
I’m thuggin’ all alone with my brudda gone, these bitches gone.
Idk what I’m on.
I’ve been praying every night, but the devil tag along,
And an angel on my shoulder saying, ****, just hold on.
I been trying for so long, I been feeling emptiness.
Was never envious, so say it with your chest.
She can’t leave a **** like me ’cause she know that I’m the best.
I’ma motion-getting ****, bae, don’t treat me like the rest.
If you saying that I play you like a dummy, go ahead.
Promise I won’t reach my hand, I’ma stand up like a man.
Bitch, I always had a plan since a youngin chasing bands.
Fall asleep, I pop a xan.
Always seen my momma struggling, that shit turned me to a man.
I don’t need your hand.
[Bridge]
Gang, uh, gang, migo, ****, eh.
Man, I hate this bitch. (Gang)
Man, I, man, I, man, I, uh.
[Chorus]
Man, I hate this bitch, wake up in the morning, who is this?
I don’t know that bitch, migo out the mix.
She tell me, why you texting hoes? Why you follow hoes? Get off my dick.
I been chasing money, baby, why tf you worry ’bout them?
These bitches don’t mean shit to me.
You thinking I’ma up and leave after all the shit we been through.
Baby, why you begging me?
I’m tired of all the back-and-forward shit, baby, you can leave.
I swear I don-done so much for you, but you hard to please.
[Verse 2]
I’m thinking why you insecure.
I vent to you, but you don’t care.
I tell you that I’m tired of the toxic shit, but you don’t hear.
Maybe I’ma take a Percocet and just disappear.
These drugs got me feeling better, baby, when I’m out of here.
I’m thuggin’ all alone with my brudda gone, these bitches gone.
Idk what I’m on.
I’ve been praying every night, but the devil tag along,
And an angel on my shoulder saying, ****, just hold on.
I been trying for so long, I been feeling emptiness.
Was never envious, so say it with your chest.
She can’t leave a **** like me ’cause she know that I’m the best.
I’ma motion-getting ****, bae, don’t treat me like the rest.
If you saying that I play you like a dummy, go ahead.
Promise I won’t reach my hand, I’ma stand up like a man.
Bitch, I always had a plan since a youngin chasing bands.
Fall asleep, I pop a xan.
Always seen my momma struggling, that shit turned me to a man.
I don’t need your hand.
[Outro]
Uh, gang, migo, ****, eh.
Man, I hate this bitch.
Written by: Luis García
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